Lu Yang waited where he was, watching them run back to the entrance. The place felt a thousand meters long. He began chanting.
"Why do flames exist? For destruction..."
As his chant rang out, dark clouds gathered above the temple. The Dark Sprites inside let out uneasy, restless cries, while the Dark Sprite Emperor's tentacles whipped about even faster.
Thirty seconds later, Lu Yang completed the chant. Pure white light emerged from the tip of the World Ender Staff.
"Demon Flame Devour!"
A gigantic skull two thousand yards in diameter slowly rose from beneath Lu Yang's feet, centered on him. In an instant, roars and shrieks filled everyone's ears, as if ten thousand Dark Sprites were screaming at once. It was unbearably piercing.
Hu Haoran, Che Ning, and the other youngsters could not help covering their ears and lowering their heads. But Hu Haoran quickly looked back up, curiously watching Lu Yang. He wanted to know what state Lu Yang was in.
In the distance, Lu Yang stood at the center of the temple. Standing atop the Flame Chariot, he had not changed in the slightest. His eyes faced forward, his right hand still gripping his staff, his body standing perfectly straight.
"He's incredible," Hu Haoran said.
When Che Ning saw Hu Haoran raise his head, he did the same. Seeing Lu Yang's appearance, surprise also appeared on his face.
"How did he do that?" Hu Haoran asked.
Che Ning shook his head. "It's too piercing. I can't take it."
"The main problem is that my heart can't take it," Liu Chang said. "It's terrifying."
"I don't know how he did it," Lu Xiaopang said. "But look at the monsters in the temple first. It seems Big Brother Lu Yang killed them all instantly."
Hu Haoran, Che Ning, and the